Permit me to burn this

So we passed inspection a few weeks ago (see previous post) but we had so much going on we didn't have time to celebrate.

Oh, we've talked about it. We've planned and planned.

Extensive planning.

All that planning ended up with this:

We planned to have a fire. In a pit.

And that's not all. We planned to burn the renovation permit that was stuck on our door for over a stinkin year.

A year, people.

This is more than a classic cardboard mini-poster thing with black marker and … wait for it… blue painter's tape. This, THIS thing meant we were not allowed to live here until we fulfilled the county requirements. And now we have.

And like the song says, tonight's the night. Oh yeah. It is.

And Ninja Man, creative as he is, added all kinds of memorabilia to the blaze. There were pieces of old siding, a 2X6 from the EBR (our 14 X 44 "porch" aka the "Emotional Baggage Room"), some window trim and assorted bits and pieces from all over the former house.

Through the magic of the interwebs, y'all can celebrate with us!

Here I am directing the process because I'm a control freak:
and here is Ninja Man being all brave with this fire. It's his fire, after all. He's SO ready to toss that thing in. Me too, but I was feeling a bit warmish. It's July. In Georgia. So there we go. It's a done deal. We are living here and and we've had the ceremonial roasting of the permit.

Life is good here at Six Little Acres. We are blessed. Now for getting our stuff here and start decorating and nesting.

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God bless.
Kathy Bo

Still working 

It’s been a busy couple of weeks here at Six Little Acres. 

We are desperately- and I mean DESPERATELY – trying to get everything finished so the county inspector can sign off and we can go on with our lives. 

We are hoping he can come on Friday and also hoping we have done everything we had to do. Not only so we can be done with it but because this has KILT US.

KILT US DET!

Ninja Man can’t use his right hand without pain and my left knee is all jacked up. BUT Favorite Son in Law (FSIL) Ian is still young and to my knowledge, all his major parts are still in working order. 

A couple of fun things:

It doesn’t matter if you have to paint stuff and dig tons of dirt, grass grows and it has to be mowed. 

So I mowed this morning. 

And I took pictures. We shall call this “A View From the Mower”. 

Oh yes. 

We shall. 

Views from the mower make me happy, but mostly if I have already mowed what lies beyond. 
Another thing: 

Chickens and blueberries. 

Favorite daughter harvested about a quart of blueberries this afternoon. She and the Littles also brought eggs from the coop. But it’s not all fun and games, y’all. There’s some serious work going on here. So serious that we had to call for help. Rest up, Ninja Man. Teach those Littles to work. 

Now don’t feel bad for them- they worked super hard for approximately 8 minutes then went on vacation for – well- they are still on vacation. I get it, Littles, it’s hard work. I was over it in 5 minutes. Y’all rocked it. 

Disclaimer: this next shot ain’t pretty. Left these and they just sat there. They didn’t work unless we worked. Nothing magical here, move on. My water fell over. It was DET y’all. Some other things: 

We got rid of this: ohhhhh happy day. Dude left with this eyesore and my check for $350. I was happy and sad all at once. 

The only thing left behind was a terrible stench for a couple of hours because it poured rain for four days after. When the sun came back out we started working again. 

Apparently we aren’t the only ones making a home at Six Little Acres. 

This black widow is now just a memory (and yes, it’s a type of black widow, we Googled it). Anyway, Ninja Man squashed it with his glove. He’s cool like that. I magnified it for your viewing pleasure. 

In other news, my brother came to finish the stairs. He is a REAL carpenter, not pretend ones like we had before. The pretend ones left us high and dry with a huge mess that had to be rebuilt. If we ever see them again I hope it’s with a judge between us, one that raises one eyebrow and stares at them really hard. Yeah. TAKE THAT. 

Anyway, here’s my hero, brother Dave. After he rebuilt and put the (county required) granny bar on the steps, he and Ninja Man got some play time in. (By the way, that bar is required because someone’s drunk granny needed something to hang on to- not saying we don’t need it. I am, after all, a grandma and IF WE EVER FINISH THIS it will be 5 o’clock somewhere.

Anyway, the play date: 

Look closely for the drone. In the first image, it’s above the 2nd pup. In the next, it’s above the silver van. They had fun and marveled at the video of Six Little Acres. One day I’ll try to share one here so you can marvel too. 

It was a busy two weeks. We are looking forward to a burn pit night where we celebrate the end of county required work and the beginning of doing fun stuff for Six Little Acres at our leisure. That’s what we do in rural Georgia, celebrate by burning stuff. It’s a tradition, especially if you’ve sent your dumpster away. 

Thanks for stopping by, and please keep Baby Wren in your prayers. We are waiting on a 2nd opinion. See her story on Facebook at Hope For Wren. 

Hebrews 11:1 says, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” God said it, we believe it. And we proclaim His glory in this precious child. 

Toodles,

Kathy Bo 

The bright side

Things have been a bit trying here at Six Little Acres. 

I’ll compile a list of do’s and dont’s one day after a few margaritas. If I do it now I’ll have to repent. If I do it after, it will be hilarious- and man, do we need to laugh!! Let’s just say if you hire a plumber, check for any and all cracks. Our guy wasn’t a “real” plumber. We just found out we have to start all over. This will most likely rate #1 on my “don’t” list. 

Our bright side today is twofold. 

First, we have a front porch that is getting a much needed paint update. What you’re seeing is the first coat of primer, so it’s pretty bland right now but it’s easy to imagine how the place will come to life once we get all the painting done. 

And by the way, I had to stop at Walmart while I was covered in white paint. One of the managers walked by and jokingly asked if I’d been painting. All I can say about that is this: good thing he didn’t ask on Plumber Crack Day. 

So here’s the before:


After: 

I know, it’s not much, but to us it’s hope for this otherwise hopeless day! 

Next, we have a kitchen! Well, somewhat. The cabinets were delivered this morning. We have to store them until the drywall goes in, which was supposed to have happened weeks ago, but this project is nowhere and I mean NO where ready due to the case of severe plumber crack. (Tune in *much* later for our shed renovation!) 

Remember that IKEA farmhouse sink I posted about before? No? Well, here it is again:

And here is its faucet: have you ever?!?! I can’t wait to use it. 


Here is the cabinet it will sit in- and YES! I WILL FINALLY HAVE A WHITE KITCHEN! I’m sorry, I know I’m shouting, but I’m having to eke (is that a word?) out every smidge of happy I can muster today due to plumber crack. 


See that little metal thingie just inside? It has a little bar light. I don’t recall adding that but apparently we did. These cabinets are the mass produced kind but just right for Six Little Acres. They make me happy. 

Here’s a corner piece that features a lazy Susan. I always felt uneasy about calling out all the Susans in the world who may very well not be lazy, but in my defense it IS an industry term- so here it is. 

Y’all. I’m actually cheering up. This white kitchen with the distressed vinyl flooring (vinyl because we are spending ALL our funbucks on plumber crack) is going to be awesome. I can’t wait. 

But first we have to have plumbing estimates. I have three scheduled now. I think one margarita for each estimate is pretty much fair. Brace yourself for an anything goes blog post. 

Meanwhile, in all seriousness, we are a family of faith! I’m not a heavy drinker, however, this plumbing situation may very well be a catalyst for some folks- but we are faithful and we know that God has a plan. Unlike that empty margarita glass, He has never, EVER run out. Never. And all the plumber cracks in the world will not change His promise!!! He tells us in Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you… plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.” 

We have hope. We have a future. Today we rely on faith and provision to get past the issues we are facing and finish this sweet little disaster called Six Little Acres. 

Thanks for stopping by! I’d love to read your comments, so please feel free to post. God bless! 

Kathy Bo.